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You’re just a particular being with nothing else in the world to class with you. You may have something to conceal, you may not. ’ ‘Why should you care?’ demanded Roding, exasperated. He came to her and stood before her, waiting, the morning light dazzling his eyes. Melusine’s heart ached for him, but she had to force him on. But that other world, in spite of her resolute exclusion of it, was always looking round corners and peeping through chinks and crannies, and rustling and raiding into the order in which she chose to live, shining out of pictures at her, echoing in lyrics and music; it invaded her dreams, it wrote up broken and enigmatical sentences upon the passage walls of her mind. He might spend the rest of his days at McClintock's in perfect security. Full as she was of him, it felt good to shower her kill out of her hair. He's nice. For the face under her gaze she could find but one expression—fine.
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